Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
David nudged me and gestured to the right.
Oh good. He found her.
I checked that way and was wrong.
Instead of gorgeous mouse, Misha walked over with Ava. Both wore black. Ava had a stunning diamond necklace around her neck. Misha had his arm possessively wrapped around Ava’s waist and his gaze on her with each step as if someone were going to jump out of the shadows and take her.
I sighed. “David, find my mouse.”
He nodded and headed off.
When Misha and Ave approached, I glared at my cousin. “Where is Natalya?”
Ava smiled.
Misha sighed. “Good evening to you too, Kazimir.”
“That is not an appropriate answer to my question.” I looked to the side just in case her nanny, Alina was following behind him.
Misha spoke, “Valentina wanted to spend as much time as possible with Natalya before she left tomorrow.”
“This is unacceptable. My sister could have spent that time with Natalya here—”
“Valentina rented out the Saint Petersburg Dolphinarium this evening.” Misha pulled out his phone, slid his finger on the screen, and then placed it in front of my face. “Look. Valentina just sent this to me. Natalya swam with the dolphins.”
On the screen, my sweet niece wore a pink bathing suit and little floaties on her arms. Water splashed around her as two sleek dolphins soared above her. A beautiful smile decorated her face.
“I want this picture.”
“I will send it to you.” Misha put up the phone. “Presently, Valentina and she are having a slumber party by the dolphins’ tank—”
“Moscow also has an aquarium.” I scowled at him. “And it is bigger.”
Ava grinned.
“We were aware of that.” Misha rolled his eyes. “But, lesson learned. We clearly should consult you next time we plan an event for our daughter.”
I nodded. “That is all I am saying.”
Annoyance hit Misha’s face.
Ava chuckled.
I held out my hand to her. “Good evening, Ava. It is always nice to see you.”
Ava took my hand and shook it. “Good evening to you, Kazimir.”
“Mosquito.” Tisha held out his hand. “It has been a while.”
Misha shook it. “Long way from home, Tisha.”
“I am learning that all of the pretty ladies have come to Russia these days.” Tisha gazed at Ava. “And who is this beautiful—”
“None of your concern.” Misha led Ava away.
Tisha laughed. “I see he has still not forgiven me for sleeping with his girlfriend that one summer.”
“It was actually three different girlfriends and three different summers.”
Tisha opened his mouth in shock. “Are you sure?”
“I am because I stopped Misha from killing you three different times.”
“Hmmm.” Tisha watched Misha and Ava walk away. “Unfortunately, I only remember the blonde.”
“There was no blonde. They all had black hair.”
“Really?”
“Yes.” I eyed him. “Will you and your cock be a problem in New Orleans?”
“Are you suggesting that I tend to have feminine problems?”
“My mouse’s women are off limits.”
“You have already said that. Kazimir, there is work and there is play. When it is play, my cock is out. When it is work, my cock remains in my pants.”
A server brought over more crystal glasses of vodka and took our empty ones.
“Good.” I raised my glass. “To your cock staying in your pants.”
With a sly grin, Tisha held up his. “And to the times when my cock will be out.”
I tried not to, but I laughed anyway.
It really will be nice to have Tisha around.
Then, Tisha faced Pavel’s image and toasted. “You will forever be missed, cousin. We will love and protect your son. May you find peace in Paradise, until we are reunited again.”
“To you, Pavel.”
And then we both took a large gulp of the vodka and reminisced on the old days when times were poor, but everyone was alive.
Chapter 34
Smooth Criminal
Emily
Blue and I couldn’t find Kazimir, but I hoped he was enjoying himself.
Kazimir had been my rock through it all, supporting me during the toughest moments and lifting me up when I was at my lowest. With the way things had been with Lunita in Italy and Russia, I knew that New Orleans would be a heavily emotional trip.
It meant a lot for me to make sure that my lion was able to get a mental break this evening before our trip.
Have fun, baby.
Since I couldn’t find Kaz, we went to X’s portrait and hung out with Max.
Yuri’s framed photo was a few feet away and on the right. Boris’s mother, Fatuma and his sister, Nina stood over there, sipping red wine and chatting with a few of Harlem Crew.
I wanted to go over, but I felt so guilty.
Due to Kazimir wanting to kill Boris, he had not returned to Moscow and seen them. When Fatuma had introduced me to Olga, I had told her I would fly them out to visit Boris, whenever she wanted.
Fatuma had not contacted me about it yet.
And now Olga was dead.
I could not look her in the eyes.